Visiting Relatives

16-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:

Sunday, October 8, 1911: Ruth and I went down to Aunt Lizzie’s near Montandon. Such a time as we had this afternoon a hunting chestnuts and walking around. We went down on the train and came home that way. Tuu (??) took us to the depot on the return trip. Such a pain as I had a coming home. I guess I ate too much dinner.

Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:

Sounds like a fun Sunday. Montandon is about 10 miles south of the Muffly farm. Grandma and her sister Ruth would have taken the train that ran from Watsontown to Milton and then on to Montandon.

I’m not sure whether Aunt Lizzie (Elizabeth) was a good cook or a poor one since Grandma ended up with a stomach ache—though the entry seems to indicate that Grandma must have enjoyed the food.

Aunt Lizzie was a sister of Grandma’s father, Albert Muffly. I’m not sure who she married—and can’t quite read Grandma’s handwriting in the diary to figure out who took them to the train station.

Albert Muffly was the fourth child of Samuel K. and Charlotte Muffly. He was born in 1857. Lizzie was born in 1862 and was the seventh child in the family. Samuel K. and Charlotte had eleven children.

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Even now, my aunties who are 87 and 92 are never happy unless guests can barely push away from the table. I always thought it was because they had so little when they were growing up — but then I am not sure that is altogether true. Nonetheless, they can still put on quite a feast for guests.

And, like your family, I can remember Thanksgiving and Christmas gatherings when we were so full we could barely push away from the table. I’m not sure why we all ate so much, but the food was always wonderful.